Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blessed Up, artist - Meek Mill. Album song DC4, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
Blessed Up |
| You already know who you are |
| You ain’t trying to impress nobody |
| Who you got to impress? |
| You done came through the ranks |
| You’ve been tested, you know what I mean? |
| And you stood up |
| That mean you’ve been tested and you stood up |
| And you still standing up |
| So who you got to impress? |
| You ain’t got to impress nobody, man |
| Be who you are, you know what I mean? |
| You should be yourself because I’m saying if you do shit, man, for other people, |
| then you faking it |
| I don’t need you to be no motherfucking gangster for me |
| I need you to be a man |
| I got God watchin' over me from courtside |
| Ballin' like I’m Jordan 'cause I’m blessed up |
| And niggas want me gone, but I’m still alive |
| Wake up every morning feelin' blessed up |
| Pull up in that holy Ghost 'cause I’m blessed up |
| I’ma do the most 'cause I’m blessed up |
| Had to scoop my niggas out the hood |
| Now we all eatin' good like we should 'cause we blessed up |
| It’s outstandin' that I’m still standin' |
| Macs get brandished when beef get sandwiched, blat, blat |
| Do it for my niggas that’s scammin' |
| On the corner with it runnin' that tan ish |
| Duckin' the Ds, cut through the alley, scuffin' your trees |
| Tossin' the profit and fuck up your re |
| I know the feelin', nigga |
| Start from a dollar, couple of Gs |
| Bought an Impala, I’m flooding the streets |
| It’s time to kill 'em, nigga |
| I got an eight flipped over and I’m dealin', nigga |
| In a drop S coupe and I’m wheelin', nigga |
| Five hundred for the piece how I’m feelin', nigga |
| In the hood just chillin', nigga |
| I’ve seen the realest niggas turn emotional, all in they feelin' niggas |
| That’s why I ain’t really feelin' niggas |
| And if them hoes fuck with rats I ain’t sayin' nothin' to them bitches |
| I guess I ain’t really for them bitches |
| Really, I’m blessed |
| I got God watchin' over me from courtside |
| Ballin' like I’m Jordan 'cause I’m blessed up |
| And niggas want me gone but I’m still alive |
| Wake up every morning feelin' blessed up |
| Pull up in that holy Ghost 'cause I’m blessed up |
| I’ma do the most 'cause I’m blessed up |
| Had to scoop my niggas out the hood |
| Now we all eatin' good like we should 'cause we blessed up |
| Blessings, you niggas stressin' |
| Mac on the dresser when I’m dressin' and never pressure |
| Crab in the barrel, watch the bucket, don’t let 'em catch you |
| Cause if they pull you back to the bottom, know you gon' suffer, fuck 'em |
| I done leveled up on 'em to where I cannot touch 'em |
| Therefore, can’t feel 'em |
| Therefore, I’ma hustle |
| New Wraith on Forgis |
| Course that’s from the muscle |
| Course I got a bubble, new Porshce red like a devil |
| Go skrt skrt through the lane on you |
| Niggas broke and you faker than that chain on you |
| I told Tak when he see you, go insane on you |
| Can’t D me, call it man, I clear the lane on you |
| Change the speed, game 7 'Bron James on you |
| My little niggas begging me to put that flame on you |
| You get some money, watch how all these niggas change on you |
| That’s why I changed on 'em, I don’t feel a thing for 'em |
| Nigga, I’m blessed |
| I got God watchin' over me from courtside |
| Ballin' like I’m Jordan 'cause I’m blessed up |
| And niggas want me gone but I’m still alive |
| Wake up every morning feelin' blessed up |
| Pull up in that holy Ghost 'cause I’m blessed up |
| I’ma do the most 'cause I’m blessed up |
| Had to scoop my niggas out the hood |
| Now we all eatin' good like we should 'cause we blessed up |